July 10, 2012 Subject:
No matter how many times I read a story about the Danish prince, every time I catch myself thinking that I read NEW knigu.Ne know what does it depend ...
It may well be on nastroeniya.Ot desire to see something concrete, the only important thing, hidden by the author in this leapfrog of intrigue and murder, shrill monologues and false razgovorov.A may be, it depends on vozrasta.Tak so simple and trite.
Because in 18 years, I was reading a book about love, and the main question was: "Well, how could he let her die? Maybe he did not like her?"
In the 25 years I've read a book about vybore.Nu of us at least once in his life try on a jacket on Hamlet? Who ever did not want to even imagine myself resisting the divine conduct? Accept the call of destiny (ie, do the right thing) and play? Or live in peace, go with the flow, to be "above" that creating meanness around you, allow others to sculpt your destiny in their discretion?
Now I'm 35 and I sometimes think that the main theme of the tragedy-theme odinochestva.Odinochestva that overtakes us suddenly, suddenly, around the corner, as it caught up with it Hamlet, when the earth went from under his feet when his mother was an accomplice the murder of his father, a beloved and fellow spies all around us, and shpionami.Est someone noticed our parish who are upset when we go from here? Are we someone just so important whether our thoughts and feelings? Above , whether they understand?
But the order of actions
And the inevitable end of the road.
I am alone, all drowning in hypocrisy.
Life is to live - not a field.
And regretfully think that oh they do not want to be 15-20 years old, I realized that "The tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Danish" is a book about madness as the only possible model of behavior, which allows to survive in this world.
PSOtzyv was written by the band's songs to listen to "Sunday", "Who is to blame, tell me, brother?".
Once that's happened since ... write my paper